I liked the socializing during the break and in the car (which on a good day was most of it!) My mom is kind of anti social, so that was the only way I got to know anyone. Hated it when I had to go with the mean pioneer who grimly got her hours in. I don't know if she hated it, but she didn't ever smile, so you can figure out how much fun she was. Her name was BD. What kind of name is that? No one ever called her sister "S". She was just BD and thats it. No break with her! I also got sodas when I went out in service. In our house, we rarely got to drink pop, so that was a treat-going out for a meal with a couple of dollars and no mom telling me what I could have (she gets in two hours a month, if she can't think of a good excuse to get out of it). Going out in service is probably the only reason I ever had a social life or was accepted by the kids my age. Figured I was a good associate since I went out in service-even if my mom was weird and uninvolved with anything.
I am very socially retarded and being on the outskirts of an already weird religion was a double whammy. Should have been like my sis and disregarded all of it and ignored my upbringing. I don't think she EVER went out in FS. Will have to ask her.